Sunday, June 14, 2026

Review: It's All About the Players (2026)

By Peter Gammons

The title of Peter Gammons' book on his life as a baseball writer and broadcaster has something of a twist to it. 

If someone comes up to him and says, "I heard you have written a new book. What's it about?" he can answer "It's all about the players." Which it is. But he also gets to plug the title, which is a nice little literary trick. 

It would have been easy for this to be a straight autobiography. After all, Gammons might be the most significant sports journalist of his generation. He essentially pioneered a new type of baseball writing for his time, driven by information - piles and piles of it, every week. Gammons came out of college in the late 1960s and eventually found his way to the baseball beat at The Boston Globe in the 1970s. There he eventually became famous within the baseball industry for his Sunday Notes column, which became a must-read for everyone in the business. The idea actually was something of a throwback to the Old Days of 90 to 100 years ago, when baseball writers did something similar on Sundays. But Gammons gave it a more national frame and seemed to know everything that was going on in an age that made it possible.

Put it this way: One time I was talking with former Red Sox star Dwight Evans in the press box of Buffalo's baseball stadium in the 1990s (I forget which name the building had at the time). He said that if Gammons had been a general manager instead of a writer, he probably would be ranked in the top five of those holding that position.  

Gammons certainly loves the game of baseball, from the seventh game of the World Series to a relatively meaningless game in the Cape Cod League in the summer. I would guess he got a huge kick about the time that he had his own baseball card published as part of a set. But he makes it clear here that one of the biggest parts of his enjoyment of the sport is its people. We're off, then, on a tour through a variety of personalities that he encountered over the years.

That tour started in Boston, and so does the book. Gammons was around the Red Sox when they kept climbing the mountain in search of a world championship in the 1970s and 1980s, only to slip when it was often close enough to seemingly touch. Think Charlie Brown and the football that Lucy never let him kick. But the Red Sox mattered during those years, and stories about those teams are still fun. As a native Massachusetts resident, he joined in the thrill that was the 2004 season. 

From there, Gammons eventually moved on to the national stage, through work with Sports Illustrated magazine and the ESPN television network.  He didn't realize it at the time, but he was a pioneer among sports reporters who specialized in information and moved his act over to television. There was a stampede of TV people following his wake. 

The switch meant that not only did Gammons' work have a national audience, but that he could broaden his scope beyond Boston and its Red Sox - although he seemed to have a soft spot for the team at all times. In the book, Gammons had the chance to tell the stories about his stories - riding the bus with Frank Robinson in the Caribbean, watching Japanese players cross the ocean and find success, being around Cap Ripken (Senior and Junior) during their remarkable times with the Orioles. There are even nice words about Barry Bonds - a rarity, it's safe to say - about how much of a student of the game he was, and how good he was. 

Along those lines, a chapter titled "Geniuses" was a great deal of fun to read. He has stories about such players as Greg Maddux, Johnny Bench, Robin Yount, Tony Gwynn, Wade Boggs, Mariano Rivera, and Billy Wagner. For example, one August Maddux was facing the Astros' Jeff Bagwell in a key situation of a game. Maddux had a rule not to throw Bagwell an inside fastball, but he did in this case - and Bagwell sent it into orbit. A teammate asked what happened to the rule, and Maddux said he did it intentionally ... because the teams probably would meet in October, and Maddux wanted to give something to think about. Sure enough, Maddux struck out Bagwell in a big moment of a playoff game ... with a change-up.     

The book also has stories about players who didn't quite make it, but were still memorable in their own way. Gammons' book ends with a collection of what he calls moments, with one of them centered on someone named Jeff Allison. He was a great, great high school pitcher in Massachusetts - a first-rounder by the Marlins. But he had a drug habit, and ended up in jail a couple of times. In 2006, Gammons received an email from Allison announcing that he had been clean and sober for two years. The ex-pitcher became a businessman in the Boston area with a wife and three kids, thus winning his own personal World Series ring.

There are a few redundancies that are told along the way in the proof version of the book. That can happen for a book that apparently was in the works for a long time; we'll see if they are fixed later on. There's also little about Gammons' life after the aneurysm he suffered in 2006. We find out that he got his memory back - important for a man who knew more about the game than a Google search. We don't find out much about its after-effects, or about his life away from baseball. 

"It's All About the Players" will remind its readers than there are plenty of good people out there in the game of baseball, and so its smile quotient is quite high. That's reflective of Gammons' approach to baseball and life. Be positive. To put it in a more appropriate way, tie goes to the runner. 

Five stars

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Saturday, June 6, 2026

Review: The Chief (2026)

By Robert Parish with Jake Uitti

The Chief speaks ... finally.

If you followed Robert Parish during his pro basketball career, you probably know the story about how he became known as "The Chief." 

It starts with the movie "One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest," starring Jack Nicholson. One of the character was a big, tall, Native American who never said a word. Well, Parish certainly was big and tall, and he wasn't particularly quotable during his days in the NBA. So it was an obvious move to call him "The Chief." Teammate Cedric Maxwell probably gets credit for coming up with it first, but it seemed pretty obvious that it was an appropriate nickname then and now. 

Now Parish has decided to talk, with a little push from his long-time partner, Esther. It's a bit of a surprise, but the 7-footer gives his life the once over in his book "The Chief." 

Parish starts things off with his life in Louisiana. Yes, he was always tall for his age, but it took quite a while for coordination to set in. At one point in basketball practice, Parish managed to catch a pass during a drill ... and the team stopped the workout to applaud him. But eventually his body caught up to his brain, and he became one of the top college prospects in this country. That normally would mean that every coach and the country was coming to knock on his door, and that happened. But it turned out that Parish had a little secret in the form of a baby girl, and decided he needed to stay close to home. Robert landed at tiny Centenary College in his hometown of Shreveport, Louisiana. 

Parish was ruled ineligible for NCAA play shortly before his freshman year over a dispute over test scores. He argues now that the NCAA couldn't believe that someone that good would want to play in such a tiny college, and punished him and his teammates for it. The episode comes off in a cloudy fashion, but the team never did make it off probation during Parish's time there. That meant no March Madness in spite of having a team ranked in the Top 20. 

Parish was picked eighth overall by Golden State in 1976 in the NBA draft, and spent four years developing his skills. The Warriors were falling down the standings after a title in 1975, and Parish got caught up in that. (Robert does write here about how good a player teammate Rick Barry was, and how bad a person he was. Hmmm.) Parish probably was something of a small disappointment, and the Warriors tried a major rebuilding plan that featured trading Parish and a No. 1 draft choice to Boston. The Celtics took Kevin McHale with the pick, and the swap became known as one of the most one-sided trades in basketball history. 

Parish arrived with Larry Bird and McHale in Boston, and the glory days returned to the Boston Garden. Robert couldn't be the lead scorer on those teams with those two around, but he was good enough to sacrifice a little offense in order to make the team better. That makes him a bit underrated in most circles, even though he's in the Basketball Hall of Fame and was ranked as one of the top 75 players in NBA history. Parish went on to win three titles in Boston, and fans of that era certainly will be interested to read about the legendary battles with the Los Angeles Lakers (or as Parish calls them throughout the book, the Fakers).

It was particularly fun to read about his time with Bill Walton, as the two teamed up for a one-two combination at center on the 1985-86 team one of the greatest of all time. Their philosophies on the court meshed quite nicely, and Walton is always an interesting subject.  

Parish was the last man from that Celtics' dynasty to leave Boston, and he didn't even retire at that point. He spent a couple of years in Charlotte and one in Chicago as a reserve, adding a veteran presence to both teams. As a bonus, that last season gave him a fourth ring, thanks to Michael Jordan and Company.

It's a little difficult to figure out what Parish has been doing for the last 30 years. OK, he has done a little coaching, and worked on some basketball-related projects with various organizations. Mostly, it sounds like he's simply enjoying retirement. Nothing wrong with that. 

Parish has some moments here of surprising honesty in recapping his life. For example, he played with Larry Johnson and Alonzo Mourning in Charlotte, and he thinks they are Exhibit A on how stars shouldn't not get along on the court. Robert also was willing to talk back to Jordan during workouts, which probably put him in the minority of mankind. 

There are some odd moments along the way here. Yes, he's been a big fan of marijuana for some time, and everyone in the NBA seemed to know it. Parish gives his side of the story about an assault complaint involving his ex-wife. He admits to pushing her; charges were never filed and the case was wrapped into a divorce settlement. 

Robert writes about his four children from three different mothers, which if nothing else must make certain holidays a bit hectic. Well, all families are different in their own ways. And while Parish sometimes apologizes for the use of profanity in advance here and in life, he's not too shy about cutting loose here. Well, the kiddies probably won't be interested in learning about someone who played in ancient times, relatively speaking. 

This is a pretty breezy effort, which can be covered in a day or two. Parish does come off quite well in the basketball sense - someone who played the game the right way and was willing to sacrifice individual achievements in favor of the team. The book is filled out by favorite comments supplied by friends/foes from his playing days. 

Add it up, and there aren't a great many surprises in "The Chief." If you enjoy reading stories about one of pro basketball's most interesting eras, this will leave you satisfied. 

Three stars

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Friday, June 5, 2026

Review: The Texas Rangers and Me (2026)

By T.R. Sullivan

It's difficult to say what comes to mind when trying to sum up the history of Texas Rangers in a few words. The Rangers arrived from Washington in 1972, where the team usually had perennial losers. You may have heard of the phrase "Washington - first in war, first in peace, last in the American League." The Senators only won one World Series title, and it took four innings of relief from Walter Johnson in Game Seven (after he threw a complete game in Game Five) to wrap up the title. The franchise moved to Minnesota in 1961, only to be replaced by an expansion team - which meant more years of losing. 

The Senators gave up on Washington and tried their luck in the Dallas/Fort Worth area in 1972, and things weren't much better. But eventually the Rangers figured out how to be good occasionally, which to be fair is about all anyone can ask of teams these days. 

T.R. Sullivan wasn't around for every pitch in the Texas days for the team, but the reporter gave his best shot. He covered the Rangers for a newspaper and a website from 1989 until 2020. A 32-year run is pretty good in this business. Now he takes a look back at the franchise through some ugly lows and a few highs in "The Texas Rangers and Me."  

It takes some time to go through 32 years, and Sullivan launches through 38 chapters to review his career. The Rangers haven't had that many employees who might move the needle nationally. Alex Rodriguez, Nolan Ryan, Iven "Pudge" Rodriquez, and Bobby Valentine might be the  only ones who qualify there. He had more than his share of characters and personalities, though. Pete Incaviglia, Ivan Rodriquez, Kenny Rogers, Josh Hamilton, Yu Darvish, and Ron Washington probably belong on that list - for very different reasons. Some of the others that come up along the way will test the memory banks of all but the most devoted Rangers fans. 

Sullivan does plenty of historical analysis of what went right and what went wrong. As far as I can tell from long distance, he is quite good at it. I'm sure his stories were extremely solid - to pay a nice compliment from someone else in the business. Texas had a two-year run to the World Series, falling in a particularly crushing manner in 2011 when the team was one strike away a few times from wrapping up that championship. The Rangers would have to wait until 2023 before getting that final out, but it came after Sullivan had retired. I'd bet he would have liked to have written about that moment at the time.

The book comes with a few couple of issues. The writing approach means that certain names will pop up more than once in the text, and background information gets repeated fairly often. It's almost as if the chapters are self-contained, and the repetition is at best distracting. 

More importantly, Sullivan rarely puts himself into the story. In other words, there are a few tales about behind-the-scenes incidents and the obtaining of information, but not too many.  More such moments - including the strain on the family - would have been nice. It would have been interesting to know how the author adapted when he switched from working for a newspaper to MLB.com. I'll throw in that there isn't much humor here, which is too bad. Veteran reporters usually have a zillion good stories to tell about life on the job.

It's easy to guess that a more personal approach might have made this a more enjoyable read to a wider audience. Even so, "The Texas Rangers and Me" ought to hit its target audience of baseball fans in that part of the world quite nicely. 

Three stars

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